1285 Feng Qingchen fled together



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Before Feng Qingchen had time to think about the fleeting sadness in Zhan Yan's eyes, he was interrupted by Mr. Wen Yuan.

Mr. Wen Yuan stepped forward and made a formal introduction to Feng Qingchen and Zhan Yan. Knowing that Feng Qingchen and Princess Mingwei had met before, he just smiled and told the two to be more casual and not to be bound by their status, as he would not allow for that here.

Feng Qingchen and Princess Mingwei readily agreed to it without any reluctance. After the three of them greeted each other, they moved to the pavilion outside the house. Mr. Wenyuan did not go. He invited Feng Qingchen this time so that Zhan Yan could get to know Feng Qingchen, and Princess Mingwei would accompany him.

Zhan Yan is a very talented woman. She has the gentleness of a woman and the grace of a man. Her knowledge and bearing are much greater than those of ordinary women. It is very easy to get along with her.

Feng Qingchen had now figured out why Zhan Yan was so depressed before, but this girl didn't mention Wang Jinling at all, which made Feng Qingchen's admiration for Zhan Yan rise to a new level.

So, when Zhan Yan expressed his desire to go to Dongling with Mr. Wen Yuan, Feng Qingchen took the initiative to invite Zhan Yan to Dongling without waiting for Zhan Yan to speak.

Zhan Yan's eyes suddenly lit up, and he opened his mouth to agree, but in the end reason overcame emotion, and he shook his head: "Thank you Qingchen, but... it's too troublesome for me to go to Dongling."

"What's the trouble? The Ninth Prince was ordered to invite Mr. Wenyuan to Dongling. It's not wrong for you to accompany Mr. Wenyuan." Feng Qingchen looked sincere. She really liked Zhan Yan and could see that Zhan Yan wanted to go to Dongling very much. Having another Zhan Yan would not cause any trouble.

"Let me think about it..." Zhan Yan's heart was a little moved, and her fingers trembled slightly. No matter how calm she was, she was just a teenage girl. She had always been looking forward to visiting Wang Jinling's home. Now that the opportunity was in front of her, how could she remain calm?

You know, if she missed this opportunity, she would never be able to see Wang Jinling again in her life, because she is not young anymore and it is time for her to get married. After getting married, she must let go of the love in her heart.

Feng Qingchen did not force him, and only said: "Anyway, we are not leaving so soon, Xiaoyan, you can think about it carefully and prepare in advance. With you taking care of Mr. Wenyuan, he will definitely have a smoother journey."

She found a reason for Zhan Yan to be filial, so that she would have less psychological pressure. Zhan Yan was already 70% moved, and the rest was to convince Mr. Wen Yuan. Feng Qingchen felt that the possibility of this happening was very high.

Princess Mingwei glanced at Feng Qingchen, hesitated for a long time, and finally said: "Qingchen, if I want to go too, is that okay?"

"Princess? You are going to Dongling?" Feng Qingchen's voice rose unconsciously. It was not easy for the princess to travel, and she seemed to have caused trouble for the Ninth Uncle again.

Princess Mingwei also knew that her actions would be misunderstood, so she explained, "Qingchen, don't think too much. I... don't have any other intentions. I just want to go to Dongling to take a look. You know that our Nanling royal family has a special relationship with the Wang family. I want to go and see my own family."

Feng Qingchen didn't believe this reason at all, but she didn't expose it. Of course, Feng Qingchen didn't agree with it either. She just said, "His Majesty the Emperor wants the princess to go on a diplomatic mission to Dongling. He needs to send a letter to Dongling in advance. As for the time..." They won't wait for Princess Mingwei in Nanling for a month or two.

"No, I will not go there as a princess. I will go there as the master's disciple." Princess Mingwei said again, with a hint of request in her eyes.

This question was beyond Feng Qingchen's ability to answer, so Zhan Yan immediately took over the topic: "Wei'er, you are really naughty. You have to ask His Majesty and my father about this. Although you are half a disciple of my father, you are still a princess of the royal family. It is not so easy for you to go to Dongling."

"That's right. Princess, you are a noble lady, so it's better for you to get the consent of His Majesty." Feng Qingchen smiled gratefully at Zhan Yan.

Although Princess Mingwei behaved normally today, she really didn't want to bring this woman who had intentions towards the Ninth Prince to her side.

"If my father and sir agree, Qingchen, would you be willing to let me go with them?" No longer obsessed with the Ninth Uncle, Princess Mingwei is still a very smart woman.

She knew very well that even if she got everyone's consent, if Feng Qingchen disagreed, the Ninth Prince would not allow her to go with him. After all, everyone knew her intentions towards the Ninth Prince.

"Wei'er..." Zhan Yan frowned and shook his head at Princess Mingwei, signaling her not to go too far.

Princess Mingwei smiled bitterly: "Yan'er, I just want to go to Dongling to see the Wang family."

I guess everyone would think that she went there for the Ninth Uncle, but it was also good this way. With this reason, the Emperor would not interfere. Princess Mingwei looked at Feng Qingchen again, asking Feng Qingchen to give her a positive answer.

Feng Qingchen continued to practice Tai Chi and said with a smile: "With the Emperor and the Master here, how can Qingchen have a say?"

Princess Mingwei did not get an affirmative answer from Feng Qingchen. Although she was quite disappointed, she could still understand that if it were her, she would not agree either.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit awkward, Zhan Yan invited Feng Qingchen and Princess Mingwei to go to her study, and Feng Qingchen gladly agreed.

Zhan Yan has a rich collection of books, and there are many rare and famous works in her study. It can be seen that she has a very high status in the Zhan family.

She introduced them to Feng Qingchen one by one. When she pointed to the top shelf, she paused and then said casually, "These books were specially printed by my father for Brother Jin Ling to help him learn to read. Others can't use them, so I put them here."

Wang Jinling was blind before, but even under such circumstances, he was still able to write beautiful handwriting. This shows how much effort Mr. Wenyuan spent on him and how hard he himself worked.

Feng Qingchen glanced at the bookshelf and smiled without saying anything. Zhan Yan took a book from the shelf and handed it to Feng Qingchen: "Qingchen, you don't know how hard Brother Jinling had to go through in the past. These books are specially made. In order to learn to read, he sometimes had to touch the words over and over again. Every book here has bloodstains on it. These are all left by Brother Jinling."

There was only one word on each page, and the slightly raised corners had been smoothed out, which showed how many times the owner of the book had touched it. There were indeed bloodstains on many places.

Thinking of Wang Jinling's fair hands, Feng Qingchen couldn't imagine how he learned calligraphy at that time. At that time, Wang Jinling had to work harder than others...

Fate is never fair.

"Qingchen, you don't know how happy I was when I heard that Brother Jinling could see. From now on, he no longer has to rely on listening to books or touching words to learn calligraphy. Qingchen, I'm really happy that Brother Jinling can meet you. You are a good person..."

Zhan Yan's eyes were red and filled with tears. She realized that she had lost her composure and quickly wiped away the tears from her eyes: "I'm sorry, I lost my composure."

"It's okay... the eldest young master is a blessed man." Feng Qingchen returned the book to Zhan Yan. She could see that Zhan Yan cherished these books very much, and his movements with his hands were particularly careful.

Zhan Yan took the book but did not put it back. Instead, he looked at the book and said with a nostalgic look: "Qingchen, you know, although Brother Jinling is blind, my father values ​​him the most. My father said that among his disciples, Brother Jinling's talent is unmatched.

Brother Jinling is not only talented, but also very worthy of my father's attention for his conduct. My father said that a gentleman is someone like Brother Jinling, and my father is ashamed of himself when it comes to conduct. My father said that if Brother Jinling was not the head of the Wang family, he would definitely be the youngest head of the Jixia Academy and a role model for scholars all over the world. "

Having said this, Zhan Yan paused for a moment, looked up at Feng Qingchen, and continued, "Qingchen, although Brother Jin Ling is from the Wang family, he does not have the bad habits of aristocratic family disciples. He never plays with girls, nor does he go around the building like those self-proclaimed romantic talents."

"Brother Jin Ling is a man of integrity. He never speaks harshly to the women around him. When faced with women who admire him, he always politely rejects them, never gives them a glimmer of hope, and never lets anyone feel sad for him."

As Zhan Yan spoke, tears began to flow. She knew that saying these things to Feng Qingchen was too much for her young friend, but she knew that if she didn't say it this time, she would never have the chance again in the future.

Zhan Yan did not give Feng Qingchen a chance to interrupt, and continued: "Qingchen, as long as you take a good look at Brother Jinling, you will find out how good a person Brother Jinling is. If he likes someone, he will give the whole world to that person. Qingchen, you..."

"Yan'er, it's getting late. I should go." Feng Qingchen knew what Zhan Yan was going to say. He interrupted Zhan Yan regardless of Zhan Yan's attempt to stop him. In order to make Zhan Yan give up, he added, "Yan'er, the Ninth Prince is waiting for me at home. I have to go back."

"Qingchen..." The most important sentence was interrupted by Feng Qingchen. Zhan Yan felt disappointed and relieved at the same time. Since he didn't say it, there was still a chance.

Zhan Yan took a breath, wiped the tears from her eyes, and said apologetically: "Qingchen, I'm sorry, I know I shouldn't say these words, I just thought of Brother Jinling and couldn't help it, don't take it to heart."

They just met, so it's a bit too much to say this, but...

She felt sorry for Brother Jinling.

The last time Brother Jin Ling came to Nanling for Feng Qingchen, she clearly saw the pain and affection in his eyes, and heard him talking about Feng Qingchen with his father. She knew that Feng Qingchen was the person Brother Jin Ling held close to his heart.

The three pains in life are separation, failure to obtain, and inability to love. She herself understands the pain in this, and she really doesn't want Brother Jinling to suffer this pain.

She felt really distressed, she knew that Brother Jin Ling treated her as his sister, and as a sister, she just wanted to work hard for her brother's happiness.

Feng Qingchen sighed softly: "It's okay, it's getting late, I should go back."

After saying that, he turned around and left regardless of Zhan Yan's attempts to keep him...

She was aware of Wang Jinling's feelings for her. It was because she was aware of this that she ran to Nanling despite the danger. She was unwilling to stay alone in the imperial city and let Jinling fall deeper and deeper into pain.

Some people are destined to be let down, and some feelings are destined to be unrequited. Her heart is too small, so small that it can only hold one person. That person has taken deep roots in her heart and cannot be pulled out, and she is unwilling to do so.

In this life, she is destined to let down that gentle man!

A word to readers: I got home late, so I’ll post a big chapter here and continue tomorrow... Don’t wait any longer.


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